Dear Elissa,
Please stop inviting me to your silly little events under false pretenses. When I hear the words "champagne reception" I do not expect to sit through a weird fashion show at a tea salon while you take your sweet ass time getting there and arrive with only 4 looks to go! This is the second Monday night in a row that you've led me astray and I will no longer stand for it. If you ruin President's Day for me I will be forced to stab you in the eye with a long stem red rose.
Happy Valentine's day sucka!
-Meredith
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